Chapter 862: Holding a meeting, what do you want to do

"Director Zheng, smoke." Dean Wang took out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes, handed one to Zheng Tulu, and respectfully stepped forward to light it for him.

The two started chatting. Dean Wang said he came to visit, mainly to send gifts. Once the things were delivered, he chatted with him for more than half an hour, made an excuse that it was too late, and said goodbye.

After Zheng Tulu saw Dean Wang out of the house, he returned home and went straight into the "small treasury" to pick up the gift he sent and look at it. He had heard that eating this thing could improve immunity and increase male sexual function. Zheng Tulu, who was over fifty, relied on the power in his hands to maintain relationships with many women at the same time, but due to his age, he was mostly "willing but unable" most of the time. This gift made him feel like "sending charcoal in snow." Without waiting for his wife to finish cleaning up the kitchen, he took a thick winter cordyceps from the box and went to the kitchen to instruct her to stew soup.

His wife looked at him with confusion and said, "Didn't we just finish eating? What time is it, and you're still stewing soup to drink? Can your stomach take it?"

Zheng Tulu smiled wickedly and said, "You don't know. This is a good thing. It is said that stewing it in soup is very good for the body, especially for that aspect, it is very helpful."

Hearing Zheng Tulu say this, she smiled coquettishly, took the winter cordyceps from his hand, and said coquettishly, "Then you go and wait for a while, I'll boil the soup now."

Zheng Tulu smiled wickedly, gave his wife's plump, beautiful, upturned buttocks a caress, and said, "In a while, I'll see if this thing has the immediate effect that was claimed."

His wife smiled at him coquettishly and started boiling the soup. Zheng Tulu returned to the bedroom, lay on the bed, and turned on the TV. The TV was just playing the evening news of Hexi Province, which mentioned the next Party School training. He watched it very seriously while smoking.

I don't know how long it had been, but his wife brought a bowl of soup made from cordyceps, put it on the nightstand, and said, "Alright."

Zheng Tulu put down the remote control, bent over, picked up the spoon, and drank it. Before long, he finished a bowl of soup. Perhaps cordyceps really had such magical medicinal effects, or perhaps it had been a long time since he had done that husband-and-wife thing with his wife, who was still charming despite her age. Looking at his wife wearing this pink silk camisole that wrapped her figure in a graceful and concave-convex way, the old guy was aroused. He patted the place beside him and smiled wickedly, "Wife, come up."

She climbed onto the bed a bit shyly and lay beside Zheng Tulu. I don't know how long it had been since she smelled a man's scent. Even if Zheng Tulu was full of fat and looked a bit nauseating, he was a man after all, which made his wife, who was lonely and empty both psychologically and physiologically, a bit excited. A delicate hand slowly placed it on his leg and stroked it gently, saying shyly, "We have... have been... have not... done that for a long time..."

Zheng Tulu looked at his wife's white, tender skin. When she lay beside him, that pair of full breasts were exposed more than half from the collar of her pajamas, which made him feel moved. "Wife, are you very eager for that?" he asked with a lecherous smile.

Early the next morning, Zheng Tulu had just arrived at the office when Xia Jian's wife sent a message to remind him to remember what he had promised. The only praiseworthy advantage of Zheng Tulu was that he would do his best to do whatever he promised others. This day was already Friday, tomorrow was the weekend, and the Party School training would start on Monday. Before getting off work today, the finalized list had to be reported to the Provincial Party School.

After reading the message Xia Jian's wife sent, Zheng Tulu put his phone on the table, picked up the desk phone, and dialed the office of the Comprehensive Office. The call was answered by Han Rui, and her somewhat coquettish voice came through: "Director Zheng, hello, what are your instructions?"

"Little Han, notify the leaders of each department and the Party Committee members to hold a meeting." Zheng Tulu said while taking a cigarette from the cigarette case, putting it in his mouth, and lighting it.

"Alright." Han Rui responded, "By the way, Director Zheng, what time does it start?"

Zheng Tulu flicked the ash, looked at the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, and said, "Eight-thirty."

"Alright, I will notify immediately." Han Rui said with a smile.

After arranging this matter, Zheng Tulu leaned back in his chair and puffed out clouds of smoke.

Han Rui received Zheng Tulu's arrangement and ran up and down the building to notify the leaders of each department. When she came to the second floor to notify Director Lan and came out of her office in a hurry, she ran into Zhao Desan, who had just come over after using the restroom. Seeing her in a hurry, Zhao Desan asked her, "Beauty Han, what are you in such a hurry for early in the morning?"

"Notifying your Director Lan to hold a meeting at eight-thirty." Han Rui was always called a great beauty by him, and every time she saw him, she laughed until she was shaking.

"What meeting?" Zhao Desan asked with interest.

"I don't know yet. Alright, I still have to notify others, I won't talk to you first." After saying this, Han Rui turned around, twisted her plump buttocks, stepped on high heels, and walked quickly toward the Finance Department at the other end of the corridor with a "deng-deng-deng" sound. ===== CHAPTER 863 =====